She’s Gotta Have It

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I woke up in a strangers apartment Well let's call her Amber for the sake of argument Playing the roots if I'm not mistaken Mixed with the sizzle of eggs and bacon She's making coffee -- how do I take it? I mumble black cuz' I'm not awake yet I feel pretty -- pretty vacant I think she had fun -- or did she fake it? Hey wait a minute, how did this happen? Cuz' the last thing that I remember doing was rapping I pull my shoes -- I went to ask her "Was I a sleez yo?" cuz' I was blasted She just laughed and said "same," "I'm sorry hun, but I forgot your name." I told her as she filled the cup She said "Don't worry boy, I picked you up." [Chorus] Girl! you've got me callin' To see if you respect me in the mornin' But I'm guessing you've got naught to say Unless I'm coming over to play [Verse 2] I knew this girl, let's call her Heather When I was in town we'd get together And when I wasn't yo, not my business She had emcees on her hit list Hey that's me, that works out nicely Lived in a pad that seemed quite pricey "Gift from a friend" is all she said Plus the car artwork or post of bed If I enquired, she'd get mad So I let her pay for dinner and a cab And after that, straight to the club Cuz' this "uh" lady needed lost of love And she sit back and instant that I bring back a nice lass from a three way chat Rolled her up, home life was boring "If you're not coming over then bother calling." Oh man, I'm going to get in so much trouble for this track [Chorus] Girl! you've got me callin' To see if you respect me in the mornin' But I'm guessing you've got naught to say Unless I'm coming over to play [Verse 3] One more tale that I should mention Started out with the best intentions Deep discussions over email This was one clued up young female I made a joke, she misinterpreted Thought that she was being flirted with No response, I thought I'd blown it then I should've known it Sending photos, talking dirty The next level up from being flirty She said she'd put me through my paces Whether backstage or public places I'm not lying man that's the story It's not just men that are predatory This ex, she won't live to regret it She gotta have it, won't let you forget it [Chorus] Girl! you've got me callin' To see if you respect me in the mornin' But I'm guessing you've got naught to say Unless I'm coming over to play [Outro} "Hey!" "Hey" "Good show tonight." "Thank you." "Whatcha doing now?" "Uh, probably going to head over to Ele-?" "Come on, I'll buy you a drink" "Ah... I probably shouldn't" "Just one!" "Mm.. (smacks lips), I don't know" "What are you, don't you like girls?" (laughs)"What?" "No." "Come on, I'm not Bi" "Okay..." "Great show tonight" "Alright" "I like how you wear shorts on stage" "What?" "It's really hot" "Oh" "Relaxed" "Oh yeah, relaxed" "Come out, my friends want to meet you!" "Um, well.." "You should come out with us" "Well... maybe, mabye" "Promise I'll treat you well"